ooc; because ebbs (as the creator of this roleplay) asked for three complete lines, and yours was only 1 1/2... technically it isn't following the rules... so if you could edit it to be three complete lines, it would be nice! ^^'
however, i totally understand how hard it is to have three lines sometimes. that's why my characters tend to do totally useless stuff sometimes, like sighing, shrugging, staring at the sky, sitting then standing in sucession several times...
-- Edited by Florestapaw on Sunday 21st of August 2011 03:25:10 PM
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okay, then. unfortunately loving an idiot who doesn't love me back. but i'm not falling. i just kind of... am. .
Petaldancer's mouth moved into a yawn for a fraction and closed just as fast. She was still quiet tired, her sleep had been disrupted by a nightmare, but she was just fine right now. Though she was on edge, Petaldancer seemed quiet serene with what was happening around her. She promptly stood to her paws and padded over to the group again.
-- Edited by Briarpaw on Sunday 21st of August 2011 09:50:38 PM
Cliffheart took a step back, then shot a warning look at Wolfheart. He still wasn't sure if these cats would believe them, so that's why he didn't think it was okay to tell them their "story". But, the damage had been done, and the chocolate tom looked back too the TigerClan warriors. "Look, we can't stand what's currently going on in LionClan. We're rebelling. TigerClan to us seems much more well put together and strong. We believe that's where cats belong." Cliffheart took a deep, shaky breath, then was slightly shocked at himself. That sigh might give something away. He had to cover it up somehow. "We're very tired from out long journey. We'd like to get to the camp as soon as possible."
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Fawntail did not find it appealing to get involved in such a debate; sharing her opinion seemed simply unfriendly and frightening territory. However, she definitely agreed with Cliffheart: LionClan was no place for a wild cat to live. A controllative force was not what she desired. She longed for a Clan that took others' opinions into account, even if she herself was too afraid to share her own. TigerClan seemed like the perfect new beginning, a fresh start, somewhere where she could belong and feel safe. How long it had been since she experienced such a feeling.
Thunderstep sent a glaring eye toward Cliffheart for challenging is friend. "Hold on everyone!" he called out. "If you don't mind, can I please speak with Kestreleye and Fawntail alone. They're friends of mine and they won't hurt you!" The golden brown tom waved his tail in dismissal to Wolfheart's plan. How could just the two of Kestreleye and Fawntail make a convincible patrol to capture well over half a dozen warriors. It was a careless and ill-conceived plan.
Nightfang approached the rest of the cats with a careful eye, "Listen to Thunderstep." She hated to admit it but he would know the cats of Tigerclan best. He knew what ways to persuade them and how to get them in to camp. "Plus, Darkwhisker is supposed to convince Darkstar to let us stay." She sent a suspicious glance toward the new cats. She wasn't sure if they were to be trusted so she continued to act as if they really were here to join Tigerclan, "After all, Starclan did tell us that the Tiger shall kill the Lion right? Why make this anymore complicated then we have to?"
OOC: GOLDIE!!! YAY!! 8D Welcome!! You can join as either an apprentice or a warrior. As you continue to read you might find it easier to start as a Tigerclan apprentice/warrior since we are all over there. If you choose apprentice, you can be either Kestreleye, Thunderstep, or Fawntail's apprentice.
Also Moonie, Tigerclan is the clan you are apart of :D We are all going there undercover ;D Lionclan is the clan that most of these cats really belong in ^^ Its the nice clan XD Tiger = Bad, Lion = Good. Its all so confusing XD
Lastly, Woodfall please don't include the Starclan cats just yet. It makes it seem as if this roleplay is trying to center around you, that would break the rules ;D If you want an idea like that to work or go through, send me a message with your idea and either I will let you do it, or I will tell you why I can't :)
-- Edited by Ebonycloud on Sunday 21st of August 2011 11:43:39 PM
Petaldancer had a look of pure confussion as she listened to the bickering cats, she didn't understand why Cliffheart still seemed to not understand that Krestleye and Fawntail were not going to hurt them. She gave a toss of her head to show her annoyance at the frustration that they were creating. "Thunderstep seems to know what he is doing. " She replied, as if to be agreeing with Nightfang. But the prophecy seemed to be nagging at the back of her mind, what would happen to them if they weren't accepted into TigerClan. What if they joined the clan and that leader made them fight the cats of LionClan? She would not be able to hurt her own clan mates, never in a million moons. This was exactly what she had thought of it as, a suicide mission.
"I do not see TigerClan as an equal towards LionClan. Though, I do not see either as a comfortable home as well." At his friend's outburst, Kestreleye cracked a lop-sided grin. Thunderstep always was the one with a head on his shoulders, no matter how calm Kestreleye was. Sighing in defeat, he discontinued his, 'bickering' with the other cats and stood down. "Hn," grunted Kestreleye, turning towards his friend. At the moment, he wasn't necessarily in the mood to, 'talk things out.' The nerve of them, he thought, glancing warily towards the other cats. Their ideas are reckless and idiotic, and they couldn't see the clear signs that we were no threat to them. Is that how they train warriors now a days?!
Bearfur sat easily on his haunches, watching silently. Not like him to do such a thing, but he did, deciding staying out of the matter was an easier idea than getting into such a compelling argument. Staying silent, Bearfur scratched behind his ear in thought, a little miffed at the actions of the others. Though he would never admit it, the warrior Kestreleye - though he did have some good points about the audacity of his fellow LionClan mates - was aloof. And Bearfur only knew all too well about that. Glaring at the cats in front of him while they didn't look helped ease some of his annoyance, but not completely. How dense we truly are. LionClan and TigerClan. Two clans consisting of high-caliber cats. However clear that may be, we shall always be on opposite ends.
ooc; oh kestreleye, always being so cruel and judgemental. no wonder you're so quiet! also, this seems to be getting a little messy, so whatever happens next, Kestreleye and Bearfur are staying out of it...
-- Edited by Florestapaw on Monday 22nd of August 2011 12:27:07 AM
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okay, then. unfortunately loving an idiot who doesn't love me back. but i'm not falling. i just kind of... am. .
OOC: :D I was already thinking along the lines of being from TigerClan! And I think I'll be an apprentice. :3 They were always my favorite to play! And whoever will have me as an apprentice, I'd be happy to oblige. :P Although I've never really RP-ed much with Moony *hint hint* ;D I'm so stoked about this you guys! :D
Okay. Hrm. I should fill out that sheet, yea?
Username: Goldheart Character Name: Gingerpaw Rank: Apprentice Age: 9 moons. (is that too young?) Gender: F Apperance: A light orange, resembling a dying flame, with a white muzzle. Other: She's fun, she's bright, but she has a mind of her own. And she can take care of herself.
Cliffheart waved his tail and turned to address his aggitated warriors. "Everybody calm down. Let's let Thunderstep handle this, as Nightfang suggested." He gave the dark she-cat a curt nod of recognition. "We'll be to our new home soon, I can feel it." He looked up to the sky above him. Suddenly, he did something he hadn't expected. He found himself praying to StarClan to watch over them. Maybe he didn't really believe in them, but right now, he just needed someone to believe in. All his clanmates were believing in him, but all his life he'd had someone else do the thinking for him. He just needed someone to guide him, because right now it seemed he wasn't cut out for the job, and it seemed like he was the top. There was nobody to help him. But, if StarClan did exist, maybe they could be the ones...
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